There's a little road back in the mountains
That I traveled on, when just a Kid
Many years ago, I was bound to travel
Now I'm sorry for the things I did
I remember how my Mom was weeping
As she held me close whispered son don't go
And Daddy's out stretched hand was trembling
His heart was breaking now I know
I was all they had to love and cherish
I was all they had to bring them
I took away as a wondering boy
After many years I came to see them
My joy to grief turned like a stone
Two graves with words, please hurry home son
We're waiting fot you by your mountain road